my dream started out (???? idk the true order with these two parts but let's go with this) with me and my brother playing some weird-ass not actually-a-mission mission in god of war, i had to use kratos to go past this merchant guy??? but i had to kill him because merchant man would come down the stairs and use his flail to try and kill me
i gave up because i didn't appreciate merchant man and the battle's camera angle and i was scared lol
then it cut to where my mom was talking to me about scary stuff right before bed, but the only thing i remember her saying is something like, "oh remember that Mary Shaw stuff? Something like 'Beware the stare of Mary Shaw..."?' and i had to be the fuckass and finish it with 'She has no children, only dolls. If you see her in your dreams, be sure you never, ever scream, or she'll rip your tongue out at the seam.'
and but then something happened, like i was unable to sleep? so it was me and my little brother downstairs talking and chilling, and also some maintenance guys were there? it was weird
but that doesn't sound so scary right? i mean the whole atmosphere up till this point had been kinda creepy but i was with my brother so i was alright?
this is when some cliche horror movie shit occurred
i went upstairs into my room to find my teddy bear (that i somehow had in the dream, i don't actually own a bear) sitting on my bed, watching the static on my tv
i, of course, like any sensible person, fucked right off and went back downstairs, but i was struck with overwhelming drowsiness. my body and limbs were heavy, and my mouth hung open because it was too much work to keep it closed.
i was compelled to go back upstairs into my room, and, slurring and feeling like im moving through honey the whole time, pick up my teddy bear and go "i love you teddy. you're the best bear in the whole world."
this is when i decide i've had e-fucking-nough, realize i'm dreaming, and force myself awake and then didn't go to sleep till like an hour later